The next morning I found a pink sticky note on my door with the words 'my favourite colour is purple' and a smile spread to my face. I found out six new things about him that day, finding pink sticky notes around the house left for me. I ordered a pack of purple ones later that night and started writing my own for him.

A week of living with Nathan has taught me a lot; he is the best dad to his daughters, and he makes amazing sandwiches, but he also is a gym addict. Granted his body looks amazing for it, but I've never worked out as much in my life as he does in a single day; it's incredibly humbling.

With Baby Bean - their new nickname - on the way, a return to the gym for me will not be happening just yet. I'm exhausted all the time, but apparently, the fatigue I'm feeling should stop when I enter the second trimester; the sickness too hopefully.

Almost two weeks of known pregnancy and today is the day I finally have my appointment. Nathan's driving, I'm in the passenger seat with a bag in my lap just in case my breakfast wants to make a reappearance, and Nova is singing along to Moana in the back. Elise and Addie are in school, so it's just us and Nova today; Nathan said he'd ask for his parents to look after her, but she's no bother, so I told him she can just come with us.

The drive takes twenty minutes in steady traffic and once there, Nathan opens the door for me on his way to get Nova out. The princess treatment he's been giving me lately hasn't gone unnoticed, but it's all for Bean I keep telling myself.

"Hand, Iris," Nova gives me grabby hands when her dad stands her on the floor. I hold out my hand for her to take and she holds her dad's with the other, and we take the very slow walk into the gynaecology office.

Nathan sits down with Nova while I check in, and before I can take a seat in the waiting room, my name is already called. He stands, putting Nova on his side and he follows me down the hallway into the doctor's room.

"Good morning- Oh," the nurse stumbles over her words as soon as she sees Nathan. I'm immediately hit with jealousy and worry.

He is quick though, "I can get an NDA, but due to patient confidentiality you can't say a thing."

Her cheeks burn red and she shakes her head, "Won't be needed, don't worry," she then turns to me, "If you'd like to take a seat, we'll get started."

The anxiety still sticks with me though, even when Nathan's hand reaches my thigh and he notices because as she types a few of my details, he leans over and whispers, "I'm still getting that NDA for her to sign."

"Thank you," I whisper under my breath.

"Dada?" Nova looks up at him.

"Want to go play with the toys?" he suggests, so she doesn't get too bored in here.

She nods and within seconds of putting her down she is into the building blocks in the far corner.

The nurse finishes her typing and then turns to me with a smile, "So, Iris, you think you're eight weeks along?"

"Yeah, tomorrow, I will be, my last period was July 7th."

"Okay, perfect, and how long do your periods usually last and are you regular?"

"Five days and every thirty-four days," I say, so no, I'm not regular but to me, I am.

"Okay, that's still normal, so we'll do some blood work, some measurements and then we'll do a scan just to check if you're measuring further along, is that all okay?"

"Yeah, that's totally fine," I shrug off my jacket since she needs my arm to abuse with needles. Nathan takes it from me and puts it on his lap, keeping it safe for me.

Once all the horrible stuff is over, she stands and tells me to lie down on the bed, and Nathan comes over with me, standing on my left side. Nova is still in her own world, playing in the corner with toys.

"I'm going to just apply some gel to your lower belly, it might be a little cold and I'll start scanning. I ask for the first five or so minutes, not to look, just because the baby is very small right now and it sometimes takes a while to get good views of them, but don't worry," she explains, and I nod, letting out a deep breath. I'm so anxious to see this screen, so I look at Nathan instead.

He looks down at my hand and takes my left one, squeezing it, "Everything will be okay, Bean is just going to be chilling."

"So, the opposite of their daddy?" I joke.

"Pretty much," he cracks a laugh, before turning to check on Nova, who is very much still in her own world, "I genuinely thought she'd be a menace."

"Don't be so mean, she's a gem," I grin and he scoffs, knowing damn well I'm just sticking up for her, when in fact she does have a fair share of tantrums.

After five minutes, my anxiety reappears because she's yet to tell us to look. I worry that something is wrong with Bean, that she can't find it, but then she speaks up. "Everything is looking well, but-"

I immediately look over at the screen, "What's the 'but'?"

"There's not just one baby, Iris, you've got two healthy babies in there," and just like that, the nausea from an hour ago comes back.

"I'm going to be sick," I choke out, and she immediately grabs a sick bag, handing it over.

Nathan holds my hair back and within seconds, of the bag being placed in front of me, I'm puking my breakfast up. Amid all the sickness, the nurse got me a cup of water, and as soon as I'm done, the tears fall.

"If you need some time, we can take five minutes?" the nurse offers, but I shake my head.

"I'm okay," I whisper; but I'm far from okay, "I want to see them."

Nathan squeezes my hand once more, and I look up at him for the first time since the news, "Look at it this way, we will have one baby each."

I laugh, wiping my tears, "I hope they're both girls to piss you off."

"My six girls, what more could I need?"

"Six?" I frown; there would only be five.

He doesn't answer though because suddenly a heartbeat echoes around the room.

"This heartbeat is baby A, this one is the bottom one, so closer to your pelvis," she tells me, and I cry once again; that is my baby's heartbeat, "Before I do some measuring, I'll show you baby B's heartbeat, to give you some peace of mind."

When one heartbeat stops, another echoes around the room, and for the first time since I entered this room, I feel like I can properly breathe.

"They're both sounding really strong, I'm going to take some pictures for you to take home, and do some measurements for you now," the nurse tells us.

Halfway through, Nova joins us at the bed and Nathan occupies her with a video on his phone. Minutes pass and finally, I'm handed the sonogram pictures of the babies and we're dismissed to leave, which for Nova was amazing to hear.

As soon as we get into the car, Nathan turns to me and says, "We're going to need a bigger car."

I laugh, nodding, "Yeah, I think you do."

"At least it's not triplets," he offers as if that makes our current twin situation much better.

"I think I would die if it was triplets, Nathan."

"I did warn you on yesterday's note that multiple pregnancies run in the family," he points out, backing out of the parking lot.

"Don't you think that should have been on the first note you ever left and not your favourite colour?"

"But then I wouldn't be receiving your notes on purple, now would I?" he has a point, "Speaking of, I woke up to no notes this morning, why not?"

I wince, "Yeah, I kind of fell asleep early and woke up late to do them."

"Give me six new things, Rhodes."

"Ah, let's see, well number one has to be that I'm going to be having twins," I say and he laughs, shaking his head.

"I know that one, six new things," he really isn't going to drop this.

"Okay, you can't say anything though; we share notes and never speak on them, so you can't have an opinion on this either," I say and he nods, agreeing to my terms, "Fine, number one is that I'm terrified of horses, even though my parents owned some. I've always wanted children, even when I was as young as Nova I knew. Reading romance books is a guilty pleasure of mine. I want to go to a concert before I die because I never have. And lastly, I don't like being a blonde because I've always been seen as stupid because of it."

"Okay, that's five, one more, Iris, I know you've got another in there," he really is asking for this.

"Number six is that I have never been ice skating before. Are you happy?" I look over at him, and it's like his entire world just froze, his jaw going slack.

"No, I am not," he gasps, looking over at me, like a total drama queen, "I don't agree to your terms, we are speaking about it. You're coming to the ice rink next week and I am putting you in some skates."

"Nathan, it's not safe, I can't skate, I will fall over," I point out.

"And I will catch you," he says, pouting his lips at me, "In fact, I won't let you go, so you don't even have the chance to fall."

"Fine, but you better," I give in, but I secretly hope the babies make me extra sick that day just so I don't have to.

"Also, you've never been to a concert? We're fixing that," he says.

"What happened to us not discussing our sticky notes?"

"We never pinky promised," he shrugs and I laugh, looking out of the window. He's right, we never did.

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"I know you can't hear me just yet, but I like to think you can," I whisper, stroking my finger over my belly in swirls, lying in bed with only my lamp on, "It makes me feel less alone because this pregnancy is already very lonely, Beanies. I'm living in daddy's house with your older sisters, and I really still don't know what I'm doing. I feel like an outsider, which granted it's only been a week, but I just wish I had someone I could talk to this about and hear an answer."

Shocking me out of my skin, Nathan knocks on the door, like he has done every night, and I shout for him to come in.

"Hey," he closes the door behind him, bringing me a tray of food that I like. He sits on the bed near my feet, putting down the tray next to me, and only then do I realise my shirt is still up, my belly showing and my underwear as well.

"Sorry," I pull down my shirt, my cheeks flushing red. I completely forgot I hadn't put shorts on.

"It's nothing I haven't seen before, sweetheart, remember," his comment alone reminds me of that night, causing the heat of my cheeks to burn a shade darker. He clears his throat, breaking the silence, "On tonight's menu, you have the usual sandwich our babies seem to love, some chips and some electrolytes."

"Thank you, I appreciate it," I pull myself up in bed, "I don't understand how this is the only thing they'll let me eat, I even tried making it the other day, but nope."

"They're all for dad cooking and letting mommy sit back and relax," he jokes and I nod, agreeing with him, "I don't mind, as long as you're eating, that's all that matters to me."

"Putting daddy to work, aren't you?" I rub my belly and Nathan smiles at the motion, "You can touch if you want to, I don't mind. You can't feel anything, but I like that they're in there."

"Are you sure? I don't want you to feel uncomfortable," he says.

"Trust me, you won't," I carefully lean back and lift my shirt slowly. I take his right hand, it's colder than mine, but I gently put it on my lower belly, "Baby A should be there, but they're so small, both of them will be I assume."

"Can't believe there's two," he whispers, looking up at me.

"Me neither, it hasn't truly sunk in," I admit.

He gently moves his hand slightly when he looks up at me and a familiar feeling starts to stir in my belly. My legs part slightly involuntarily and I'm not quick enough to shut them before he clocks what happened.

My heart pounds against my chest, wanting just something from him, anything but denial, and when I believe nothing will, he removes the hand from my belly and gently opens my legs.

"Tell me what you need, and I'll give you anything," he whispers, moving so he's between them and hovering above me.

"Please just touch me," I beg, and his lips find mine in a frenzy. He kisses me like it's our only source of breathing and it's much more desperate than the first time we ever did this. One hand holds him up, and the other grips my waist, but that soon changes.

His hand dips below my underwear and as soon as his finger brushes my clit, I gasp, breaking the kiss. He runs his finger back and forth, playing with me, and he presses kisses to my jaw, my neck, and as many places as he can before we kiss each other again.

His fingers slip down from my clit and into me, and he fucks me with them, knocking the air out of me once again. I know when we did have sex it was good, but I can't remember the foreplay ever being this good.

I arch into him, getting closer and closer, but he pulls back, kneeling between my legs. He pulls down my underwear, carefully taking them off, and when I think he's about to fuck me and earn some pleasure himself, he doesn't. His mouth finds my clit instantly and he keeps up the rhythm with his fingers inside me, the perfect combination and I almost scream at the euphoric feeling.

Within under a minute, his name is falling from my tongue as I cum on his, and I try to catch my breath as he crawls back up my body.

"You feeling a bit less fidgety?" he grins, and I cover my warm cheeks.

"Just a bit," I whisper.

"I'm glad," he presses a kiss to my knuckle before he sits back up.

I notice the hard-on he's sporting in his sweatpants, but he doesn't ask me to get on my knees, to touch him; nothing. He simply gets the blanket from the bottom of my bed and covers me up.

"Now, eat your sandwich and feed my kids," he jokes, and I laugh, sitting back up.

I grab my sandwich, "An orgasm and food, you are such a gentleman, Nathan."

"I know, I know, I try my best."

First bite and I moan instantly, "So good."

"The fact you moaned louder for that sandwich than the orgasm I just gave you is slightly insulting, Iris," he jokes, but I don't think it's far from the truth either.

"Remember it was both your influence, might help your bruised ego a little," I grin, and he shakes his head, looking at me in disbelief almost, "What?"

"Nothing, just don't know where you've been hiding."

I stop eating my sandwich, and I sigh, "Is this conversation a good idea?"

"Was my mouth on your pussy a good idea?" he retorts.

"No, but it sure felt good," I joke, because humour really does come in clutch for me and I'm not at all lying either.

"We'll leave the conversation for now until you're ready."

"It's just too early, I know I sound ridiculous," I stress, because I'm sure I do, "I just need to focus on the babies, getting to know your girls and settling in here. I don't know when I'll be ready and I know what just happened was poor on my part, I shouldn't have let that happen."

"No, it should have happened and it will happen again, whether you want me like that or you don't," the way he worded it makes me slightly want to die inside; I feel awful, "I'm not sleeping with anyone else, Iris, we're having a baby together."

"We had a one-night stand, Nathan," I point out.

"Then why did it almost turn into two?"

I know this is just a conversation, but it's seriously irritating me now, "Because I was horny, and you knew I was, I'm hormonal, it's what happens."

"Then why won't you let that happen again?"

"Because I'm scared," I blurt out and his features soften, "I'm scared of you wanting more than I can give and it's clear that you have those intentions. That is what's scaring me, okay?"

"Okay, I'll stop," he says with a nod, "I don't want to upset you, never mind scare you. I won't bring this up again, but you do know what happened will happen again, because you may not want me like we just spoke about, but your body sure does."

"You don't know that," I lie, and he raises his brows, "Okay, whatever, but I didn't even touch you and your cock is still hard as if I did; you loved that as much as me."

He stands with a laugh, "I'm not the one in denial, sweetheart, I love eating you out, I'm not hiding the fact either."

"Can I just say thank you for the sandwich and orgasm, so you can leave me to die alone?"

"I'll take that, yeah," he laughs, heading to the door, "If you need me, you know where I am."

"Always," I nod, and he shuts the door behind him.

I bring my hands to my face and I simply breathe because what the fuck just happened.

I need to keep my legs closed, if two babies aren't enough to prove that, I don't know what else will. 

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A.N

Surprise... it's twins <3 

Last update before Christmas as I'm going away, but I'm loving writing this book, so I hope you're enjoying reading it so far x

Also, oops lol, smut x